really hot and ready to go further, so I quietly asked him if maybe I should come back later that night, just to make sure he was "comfortable". He had an "Oh God, yes" expression on his angelic face as he slowly nodded and said he thought that would be a good idea.

After "lights out" I made my rounds and came quietly into his room and closed the door. There were night-lights from equipment in the room that gave a dull glow to everything and I saw him patiently waiting for me, with a look of expectation on his face. I came over beside the bed and asked him how he was doing tonite. I gently touched his one arm not in a cast and slowly ran my fingers up his arm as he responded that he felt he needed to relax more before he could get any sleep. I replied that rest was real important to his recovery, so we had better see that he was as relaxed as possible so he could get a good night's sleep.

I suggested a little rub down with some powder, which we often did after the sponge bath anyway. I pulled open his PJs and pulled back the sheet a little to start rubbing his chest down lightly with the sweet-smelling powder. I sat down on the side of the bed to do this and his arm dropped down and rested on my thigh.

On the pretense of checking his casts again for dampness, I reached over and ran my fingers up his arm cast. Then played them lightly down and trailed them over and across his chest. He was getting really into the mood, and I slowly dropped the sheet down further to expose his groin area, and continued checking the casts on his upper legs.

Now let me tell you, it’s a phenomenal aphrodisiac to have a ready and willing partner who is also virtually your slave! He was trapped in his bed... trapped in braces and casts that wouldn't hardly let him move, and he was absolutely aching for contact and for release. After checking his leg casts with my fingers, I moved them slowly up each side of his now fully uncovered groin area. Although I had ready access to this area every day when I washed him, my ministrations suddenly took on a whole new focus, and I eagerly brushed his pubic area on one side and then the other, moving slowly in toward his rising shaft.

His balls started contracting, and I lightly ran my fingers up under his ball sac and stroked around and up toward the base of his shaft, still avoiding actually touching his penis. I retreated to his marvelous chest area and stroked his pecs, his nipples, reaching up to and stroking his chin and staring right into his melting eyes. I stroked back down his chest and lightly rubbed his nipples again.

Then I shifted slightly and turned around and reached down to the lower part of his casts where his feet were exposed. I slowly started touching his toes and the tops of his feet, not to tickle him, but just to provide a new focus for the moment and let the tension build. He seemed to be loving it so I turned and went back to his chin, face and then shoulders and chest, slowly and gently continuing these light strokes.

Then back to the upper legs and up each side of his groin to his lower stomach, playing with